Atmosphere Bird Sings Why the Caged I Knows Lyrics

Bird Sings Why the Caged I Knows
Atmosphere
Its the bird,
it must have been the bird.
Disguting critter it must,
we should've known better
than to trust this disease infested ball of l___ and carnation,
piece of garbage with wings
and she has the guts to sing.
Get the bird, catch her, shot her,
i dont care, get the bird,
bring down to the ground from out the air.
Gotta tear her apart,
let me at her first.
Sink her to level of the rest of us
that inhabit the earth.
Whats she thinkin?
Does she really believe,
that shes above the creatures
that work the dirt and the streets.
See her up in the tree
lookin down at you and me,
like shes chosen over
those that walk around on two feet.
The bird, the melody she plays,
the music she makes,
rubbing our faces in the feces of the daybreak,
trying to remind us,
its time to awake,
antagoning and instigating my hate.
The cherps, i'll turn them into screams,
my feathered friends
end will justify the means.
Disturbed, i'll grab her by her beak,
and swing her in circles
until shes too dizzy to speak.
Well i'll shake her from her branch,
tear apart her nest,
break her skinny legs
and fry her eggs up for breakfast.
She's a snake that can fly,
shes just food for the fleas,
shes thinks shes better than me
just because shes free.
i'll shake her from her branch,
tear apart her nest,
break her skinny legs
and fry her eggs up for breakfast.
She's a snake that can fly,
shes just food for the fleas,
shes thinks shes better than me
just because shes free.